a little bit of sugar, daddy; 1 - kth (m)
↳ Pairing: taehyung x reader
↳ genre: smut
↳ word count: 4.9k
↳ warnings: ceo!taehyung, sugardaddy!taehyung, lots of implied smut, lots of dirty talk, slight voyeurism if you squint, BDE taehyung lol
— synopsis: Taehyung - a sugardaddy and a businessman, a man who derives his life from sex, pleasure, and money. Y/n - a girl working at a small cafe, whose sex life is as dry as the weekly delivered coffee beans. Will Y/n adjust to the new lifestyle she agreed on, and keep up with all of the dirty antics with Taehyung?
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Going to work on Friday afternoons were hectic.
You’re already on your second year of college and had many part-time jobs in the past, but this one was certainly much more stressful than any of your past jobs. You work in a local cafe – and not just any ‘aesthetic’ cafe that you see in Instagram or the things you read in books – it was a fast pace, affordable cafe that was most common for students. It was right across your school so you often see many familiar faces and have heard many people discussing to themselves to “meet” at the cafe right after classes ends.
The cafe was average sized and had a modern-looking design. You were lucky that you get paid very well for a part-time job.
Customer after customer after customer, the line of students carrying their bags and books never stops – but you never complained of course. You never did. “Good afternoon miss, what can I get you?” You politely smiled, ready to take the girl’s order. She scoffed instead,
“Oh shut up, Y/n. Stop acting so cringeworthy.”
You laughed and shook your head, “Whatever, Olivia. What’d’you want today?”
“The usual please.” You nodded and pressed an iced americano and two glazed donuts on the touch screen. “That’d be $4.75.”
“Ohh but can you give me a discount? I’m your bestest friend and I’ve been coming here ever since. All the money that ya’ll have basically came from me.” You sighed at her, making puppy eyes but you shook your head. “Nope, I can’t do that. Unless you’re a senior but you’re only 21.” She puffed our air and handed you four dollars. “Fine.”
“Don’t huff at me,” you gave her the receipt, “Now go on, there are many people in line.”
“Have time later?” She asked, giving you a wink. “No, sorry. Homework.”
Olivia tilted her head and tsk-ed, “Typical Y/n. Thanks anyway!” She said while went to find herself a chair.
It was 4:30pm and the people died down a little, customers only coming in once in every forty minutes. You took your time to tie your hair up in a messy bun and sat down on a stool to use your phone (without your boss spotting you of course). It was not until you heard a signaling cough coming from over the counter, so you immediately shoved your phone back in your pocket and directed your attention to the customer.
He was new. You haven’t seen this face before, and hell you have a good memory too. His face, well, you couldn’t describe his face. He looked flawless and not even a single pimple. You thought when people didn’t have pimples or even an uneven patch on their faces aren’t human.
He had black, long hair that sort of covered the top of his ears and a mullet. He was wearing a fitted suit that revealed every valley and edge of his figure—
“Um, excuse me miss?” You were snapped back into reality when he waved his hand in front of your face. “You were blanked out.” He smirked and shoved one hand on his pockets.
You looked down, embarrassed. “Sorry. I was just–” “It’s okay. I believe you’re placed here to take my order, I suppose?”
“O-oh, yes, yeah. Umm…what do you need? I-I mean what do you want? What?”
You sighed, as you felt your face turn red. You didn’t know why you were reacting this way. Were you just shocked to see a man so good-looking?
“Cute.” He murmured under his breath, but not loud enough for you to hear. “I’d like a chamomile tea, please. Make it your largest size.” You nodded and punched his order on the screen, not making any eye contact because if you did, you were certain that your face will explode. “Then black coffee. Just remove the milk and vanilla on your regular ones,” you nodded again. “Is that all sir?” You asked, getting a tray from the shelves to prepare his order – when in fact you just wanted to avoid any type of eye contact. “Yes.”
“Taehyung.” You saw a lady coming in and immediately walking over to his side, placing her hand on his shoulder. He smirked at her – then back to you. “Here.” The man, which you supposed was named Taehyung, handed you 10 bucks. You sighed softly, more to yourself and started to prepare his change.
“Did you get my order?” The woman asked him, noticing how close her face was on his. “Yes, darling.”
You closed the tin but before you could even hand him his change, you saw him lower his right hand down to the woman’s sides in an agonizingly slow pace then slapped her bum.
Your eyes widened and your face immediately turned red. “Ahh! Tae~ not here…” she squeaked. You saw how Taehyung smirked but he kept his eyes directly on yours, not focusing on the girl. But he didn’t stop and squeezed her cheek, making her squeal once more and whined. “Daddy…not in public.”
You gasped and your eyes widened. A huge and cocky smirk was still plastered on his face as he enjoyed your reaction. You noticed how he ran his tongue on the bottom of his lips and bit it slowly. You mentally slapped yourself and shook your head, immediately handing him his change.
He scoffed, eyes burning through you. “You liked that don’t you, little girl?”
You had your mouth open, but nothing came out of it. It was like he was talking to you.
“Yeah.” the girl giggled beside him.
Instead of that smirk, the man replaced it with a smile. “Thank you, miss. I’ll be having it here.” You nodded, not trusting your voice, and both of them walked to one of the booths.
You watched them as they finally sat down, and you let out the air that you were apparently holding. You rubbed your temples in an attempt to remember what just happened. “What…” you whispered to yourself and sat back down on the stool, resting your elbows on the counter and pressing your chin on your palms.
It was a moment later until Olivia came in front of you over the counter and gave you an unfinished donut. You took it without thinking. “—knew it.” she murmured.
“Knew what?” You asked with a mouthful. “You’re overthinking again. Lol.”
You rolled your eyes. “I mean I saw what those two did earlier. Girl, you were flushed as fuck!” She said the last line louder than intended and you immediately shushed her. “Shut up! They’re still here.” You looked over her shoulder and saw the two still talking, not until Taehyung locked his eyes on yours again. You hurriedly looked away. “They were so kinky, man. You probably liked it.” She winked at you and you crooked your eyebrows at her. “Can you stop? I’m at work.” “Yeah right. You being that red didn’t look professional at all though.”
You hid your face in your hands and grunted. You couldn’t lie how your stomach flipped when he called you that petname. You were absolutely flustered and he, of course, noticed that. And he liked your reaction.
“He looks a lot older than us, you know? Like 26? 27? And fuck me did that lady beside her called him daddy.” Right, that.
“You’re blushing!” She squealed loudly and you instantly covered her mouth and grunted again. “Olivia shut the fuck up.” “You liked it, didn’t you?” Her smile was huge and it was annoying you. “I knew you were kinky you little—”
“Okay, okay, you can stop now.” You cut her off and pushed her away forcefully that actually made her step back. She was laughing quietly and you were stopping yourself from flipping her off. “You’re annoying.” You murmured.
It was 30 minutes later until you noticed the girl that Taehyung was with stood up, gave him a peck on the cheek and left. You saw how his face was emotionless but he did give her a nod on her way out. You shrugged your shoulders and checked the time on your phone. 5:30 – ten minutes left and your shift would be over for the day.
You packed your things inside of your backpack and fixed your hair, removing it from the messy bun and letting it fall down, combing it with your hands. “Y/N?” A co-worker, Matt spoke like he was in a rush. “Would you take care of the gentleman right there? He personally called for you, I don’t know why.” Your eyes widened as you looked at him, he was looking right at you with slightly frowned eyebrows – as if he was examining you. “Don’t worry Y/n, I’ll take over. Your shift is about to end anyway.” You took everything you can to smile at Matt and thanked him, walking out of the counter and forced your feet to walk towards him. You gripped the straps of your backpack tighter as you came close. He greeted you with a kind smile, intertwining his hands as he sets it on the table.
“You called me, sir?” His look was intense. It was like he was judging you because of how his eyebrows creased but his eyes told something else that you couldn’t figure out. He bit his lip right after those words came out of your mouth.
“Yes. Would you please take a seat?” You second-guessed his command but you initially sat down afterward, placing your bag beside you.
You couldn’t lie but he looked intimidating. The way the curve of his biceps were showing, his hands exposing some veins, and the way the corner of his lips pulled upwards made you gulp. He had some kind of aura that he carried with him like he owned the place. We were like some kind of boss, but then again he probably is one.
“I’m so sorry about earlier,” he started, his voice deep and low sending chills down your spine. “I made a scene in front of you and that was so disrespectful of me.”
“Oh no, well, it’s okay. I’m fine now.” you genuinely smiled. The ‘thing’ he did back there meant nothing anymore - right?
“Seriously, miss…?” You figured he wanted to know your name, so you told him. “Y/N.”
“Miss Y/n -” he licked his lips, “I shouldn’t have done that. You were flushed back there and I probably made you uncomfortable. It was very inappropriate of me.” Your eyes widened, you really didn’t want him to feel sorry for what he did, it was your fault for acting that way. “No! No, I promise. It was silly of me to react like that. I was just …” You struggled to find words but you ended up with nothing, lowering your head.
“…just?” He continued, lifting your chin up gently with his index finger which made you surprised. He made you look into his eyes and smiled. “Hmm?”
“Just shocked.” You admitted.
“Shocked?” He repeated. “Why were you shocked?”
‘Cause I just saw some guy spanked a girl right in front of my eyes, that’s why.
You didn’t reply after that but he understood, only hearing a chuckle coming from him.
“How old are you, y/n?” he asked randomly, making you crease your eyebrows slightly. “Me?”
“Yes, you, babe. Who else am I talking to?” You stomach fluttered as soon as he called you that, and you thought it was so childish of you. “Oh, um…20.”
Twenty. “So young,” he whispered, more to himself as he played with the bottom of his lips with his fingers. Youngest one he’s ever met.
“Is this your full-on job?” He leaned in closer to you, attentively observing your every action. “N-no.” you stuttered, but you coughed your way out of it. He seemed to notice and he smirked. “No, it’s only part-time. I’m on my 2nd year of college and I just need the money to pay my rent and buy necessities.” You laughed it off.
“Mmm, I see.” He saw how you nervously tapped your fingers on the table and how you tucked a loose strand of hair at the back of your ear. Taehyung thought that you looked so angelic and pure. He thought that you looked so adorable when your face turned red when you were flustered - but he knew that you liked it. He could tell it.
“And your parents?” Your heart dropped at the name. You frowned and tried to keep your act still in front of him. “I don’t know to be honest.” His mouth went agape and his eyebrows creased again. He held both of your hands in one of his and comforted you. You didn’t know why you were telling this in front of a total stranger, but you did. “When I was very young they handed me to my aunt and uncle. I don’t know the reason behind it but they just did and I’ve never seen them ever since. My aunt and uncle live so far from here so I barely ever see them too - and I also can’t afford to commute that far. They don’t even know that I had experienced part-time jobs and all this.”
“Oh, darling.” He caressed the back of your hand with his thumb. His voice was soothing and it slightly calmed you. “It’s gonna be okay, yeah? Time heals and I know you’ll see your parents soon. You just gotta keep having hope, right?” You nodded at him and smiled. Taehyung’s heart swelled, he couldn’t lie. But the way you smiled did something to him like he wanted to protect you at all costs. You were so young and you still had more chances in life that you couldn’t experience because of your problems with money. He wanted to help you.
“I can help you, you know?”
Taehyung smiled kindly at her and leaned even closer, his lips brush your ears. You shivered slightly, making him smirk. “I can help you with everything, Y/n. I can give you whatever you desire of.” You were confused at his statement - but hell were you turned on. Was he some kind of sugardaddy that you always see people talk about on twitter?
His right hand grabbed the side of your head, pulling you even closer to him. “Whatever things you want, babygirl. Clothes, money, a house -” He moved dangerously close to your ears,
“pleasure.” he gritted his teeth and growled into your ears which made you gasp and let out a little whine. But little did you know how much that whine affected him. He smirked as he looked straight into you, eyes dark and burning into your soul. “I’d really want to please you, sweetheart. You deserve to feel pleasure every time, and I just want the best for you. I’d give you so much that you’ll feel so overwhelmed, little one.“
Taehyung was surprised that he knew your name, but hell did he loved it coming out of your mouth. He thought that you probably heard it from Crissy.
“Yes, baby?” The nickname did all sorts of things inside of you and you secretly loved it. But you didn’t know if you could just make an immediate decision then and there. Like, you badly needed the money, and he seemed like a good person too, not an asshole. “I-I don’t know if I can make…you know…if I can make a decision right now. But, you seem like a very nice person?”
Taehyung smirked at your choice of words. He curved his index finger to do a ‘come here’ motion and you obeyed, leaning closer to him. Your faces were mere inches away and you were nervously tapping your foot on the ground.
“Would you give it a try? Come home with me tonight, I wanna know you better and show you what I can give to you.” his deep voice spoke, making you bite your lip. Taehyung saw your action and he couldn’t help himself but to growl a little. There was something in you that he couldn’t progress - but he liked it.
“What are you gonna do if I said yes?”
The way Y/n asked that with her big, innocent looking eyes made him want to do more. More things would be too improper to say in front of her. She might as well melt into a puddle if he did. “You really wanna know? Right here, right now? In front of everyone in this cafe?”
Y/n, without thinking twice, nodded her head.
“I wanna fuck you, y/n. I wanna fuck you so hard angel right to the point where you couldn’t walk.” Y/n gasped and crossed her legs as he continued, “The moment I saw you I wanted to bend you over the counter right there and fuck your brains out.”
Y/n only whined in response, encouraging Taehyung to go further. “You just looked so damn pure and untouched, I wanted to claim you as mine. I want to mark your body as mine. Your skin looks so soft, babygirl, makes me wanna bite it. I wanna ruin you, y/n.”
You whined again and looked around, nervous to see if anyone had heard the both of you. You heard him tsk which made your heart skip a beat. “Nervous that people can hear, little girl?” You nodded your head truthfully and that made him chuckle. “You’re so fucking cute – makes me wanna pound in you hard.”
You felt your cheeks heat for the nth time today, with him noticing of course. You tried to turn your attention away from him but he grabbed your head in both of his hands, forcing you to look straight at him. His pupils were dilated and his stare was dark and mischievous. “Fuck, you look so goddamn innocent when you blush like that for me. You like it when I talk to you like this, don’t you?” You didn’t answer him and instead directed your gaze away from him. “Answer me.”
“Y-yes, I do.” You admitted, afraid of what will happen next. But you couldn’t lie that you didn’t like this. You liked how he talked dirty to you.
“Mhm, I know babygirl. Look at you being so flustered.” He moved his lips to your ear and gave a soft and tender peck just below it, making you let out a quiet moan, which resulted in him biting your lobe. “You think I’d fuck you rough, but baby, I like it really rough. I’d pull your hair hard as I fuck you from behind, I’d lose my control when I’m with you.”
You let out a whimper and closed your eyes for a moment, imagining all the things that he wanted to do to you. “You probably couldn’t handle it. You think you’re a big girl that can take my cock inside of you. Can you, princess?”
“Taehyung…” you were getting impatient like you were expecting for something to happen, but nothing came. Taehyung, instead, pulled away and revived his composure as he did a few minutes ago, leaving you all red and breathless.
Taehyung was in fact hard, his pants painfully straining his member but he kept his cool. He liked the view in front of her, Y/n liking the way that he talks and all blushed. He’d like to see more of her.
“What do you say, honey? I promise I’ll take care of you.”
Y/n thought for a moment, but to be honest, she just wanted him to do whatever he wants to her. All of the things he said, she wanted it to come true however ridiculous it might’ve sounded. “I’ll go to – to your place.”
He raised an eyebrow and smirked, caressing her cheek with one hand. “You sure about that?”
Taehyung smiled and reached under his blazer and gave her a card with all of his information and number. “Text me your address, and I’ll pick you up.”
KEOJI Architecure Inc, CEO
Your eyes widened as you read his further information. You knew he would be some kind of boss, but you didn’t think about him being a ceo.
“You’re…you…you own a company?” You said clearly shocked as you had your mouth open. He chuckled and nodded, “Yeah.” he had a cocky voice in him but you didn’t care, you just found it hot.
You mumbled a quiet okay and placed the card inside of your bag and sighed. “Why? Intimidated?”
You chuckled and lowered your head. “Just can’t believe I just got – you know, like, by a CEO.” He laughed at your nervousness and stroked your cheek once again, “I’m gonna pick you up later at 7, is that okay?” You nodded your head. “Use your words.”
“Yes what?” His voice suddenly dropped down low once again, making you tilt your head to the side. He was expecting something from you but you were just genuinely confused on what to reply.
“I’m kidding, baby.” he laughed which made your heart warm in some way. “I’ll see you again later, okay?” You forced a small smile and said yes.
“I know – I don’t know! I don’t know what just happened…I-I was – fuck I don’t know!” You yelled as you covered your face with a pillow, hiding from your overly-excited best friend over a video call.
“Idiot it’s not that! ‘What the fuck’ as in ‘how the fuck did you do that?’“ Olivia said as another squeal went pass her lips. “I knew it! He’s a fucking sugar daddy!”
“Olivia, calm down! Fine, he’s a sugar daddy but –”
“Oh my god!” She squealed again, throwing pillows everywhere. “Olivia you look like a fucking child!”
“I’m just excited for you,” “What?”, “Like, Y/n, this could be an opportunity. It’s a win-win situation. You get loads of money, and both of you’ll have good sex!”
You scoffed, “It’s still not easy when you say it like that! I’ve only had sex once and it was horrible. And he – he probably has tons of experience.” You quieted your voice down on the last sentence. “He’ll give me tons of money and in return, I need him to pay him good sex back. But dude I probably wouldn’t meet the expectations of this guy.”
Olivia rolled her eyes through the screen, “That’s not the point, well to be honest, I don’t know. If he’s the dom then he’ll obviously take care of you and teach you some things.” She winked at you which made you gag jokingly. “Oohh, gagging. He’d probably like that.”
You let out a loud groan, “Please stop that. He’s gonna pick me up soon and I still don’t know what to wear.”
“Oh! Wear that white dress of yours then.” “Olivia, we’re going to his house, not to a fancy restaurant.”
“Well,” she thought, “he’s a CEO so he’d probably be rich – obviously – wear something casual but not too casual like you just wanna impress someone but not too exaggerated you know?” You rolled your eyes, “I know.” You didn’t.
As you got out of your bed, looking for some appropriate clothes in the closet, Oliva kept talking. “Isn’t it kinda weird that you agreed so easily to go to his house? Like shit, I knew you were needy that time but like, what if he’s gonna kidnap you?”
“He won’t. Why would he anyway.”
“I don’t know. If something happens don’t blame it on me, blame it on your horny self.” You rolled your eyes once more and decided to show her the outfit that you put together.
“How about this?” You held up a red velvet cropped camisole and denim shorts. You saw how she tilted her head in confusion. “When did you but that cami top?” she asked, “Just got it somewhere.”
She shrugged, “It looks fine, but wouldn’t you be freezing if you only wore shorts?” You thought for a while but agreed, putting the shorts back and brought out high-waist black jeans. Olivia nodded and gave a thumbs up, quickly changing into the outfit that you arranged.
You said goodbye to Olivia to end her nonstop teasing and immediately texted Taehyung’s number your address. You sat down on your bed, letting out a puff of air.
– Taehyung? It’s me, Y/n. I’m at _____.
You waited for a while, nervous for his reply. You sighed deeply once again and threw your head back. “What am I doing,” you whispered. It wasn’t like you regret saying yes to him, in fact, you were more scared of what will happen. It was true when Olivia said that you made the decision so quickly – but what bad thing could possibly happen, right?
You jumped out of your thoughts when your phone buzzed in your hand.
– Good. To be honest angel, I wasn’t expecting you to actually text me.
Your eyebrows creased in confusion. You stood up and went out on your balcony and replied.
– I thought you would be too afraid, angel.
Taehyung, on the other side, smirk at himself. He placed his phone down on the desk and fixed his dress shirt in front of the mirror. He chuckled on the thought of what your reaction could be. He applied his perfume, grabbed his keys and phone with him and went to his car.
You scoffed and rolled your eyes jokingly, fingers quick to reply.
Taehyung chuckled as he read your text, starting the engine while doing so. Before he started to drive he replied to you again.
– Well, let’s see about that baby.
Eyes widening, you stared at the screen. What did he mean about that?
You gulped and nervously combed through your hair with your hands. Is he actually gonna hurt you?
– A-are you actually gonna hurt me??
– Still stuttering through text. cute.
– But no. I won’t hurt you.
You let out a deep breath in relief. But before you could celebrate, your phone left another buzz.
– But who knows, maybe I will hurt you a little bit, darling.
Taehyung smirked once again as he closed his phone and started to drive to your address. You had your mouth slightly agape, feeling yourself getting goosebumps as you read the reply. You groaned and went back inside, deciding to just wait for him to come. You really didn’t understand what he meant – if he meant emotionally or rather, physically. And to be honest, you weren’t exactly sure if saying ‘yes’ to him and to have a sugar daddy is the best thing that should happen. Sure he is nice and all, but would he be possessive of you? Will he scratch away your ‘freedom’? “What am I thinking,” you said to yourself as you sat down on the couch and waited for him, “I read too many tumblr fics.”
Ten minutes has passed and you instantly heard a car coming up your driveway. Your nerves immediately jumped all around, feeling nervous. You stood up and looked at yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair. You heard a knock on the door and you hesitated for a while – this was it.
You opened the door and was instantly greeted by his tall figure, dressed in his dress pants and black button up shirt. His hair covered his eyes slightly, but he flicked it away right in time. “Just gonna stand there?” he said, breaking you out of your staring. “Oh…um.” You looked away for a moment and collected your composure again.
‘Fuck, Y/n! Why did you say that so timidly? Are you a fucking child?!’
Taehyung looked down on you and fixed his gaze directly in your eyes – you didn’t know if he was doing that on purpose or if he just does that. You saw how he slowly smirked, revealing his teeth slightly and grabbed your right hand. You jumped a little in surprise.
He rubbed the back of your hand with his thumb, pulling it closer to him until he gave it a tender kiss, all without losing eye contact.
His action made your stomach turn in some way and you gulped. “Good evening, Y/n.” You forced out a smile, “Good evening to you too.” He let go of your hand and studied your appearance. The way how you showed some skin with your cami top, shoulders exposed made him bit down a low growl that was forced to leave his lips.
“You look very beautiful tonight, Y/n.” he spoke, walking closer as he wrapped his arms around your waist. Your breathing was uneven so you tried to stay calm, but even the slightest bit of his actions made your heart race. You smiled shyly and thanked him.
“Wanna go in the car with me? Take you to my place?” He asked as he rubbed your sides with one of his hand, assuring you. You nodded. He broke away and smiled, leading both of you inside his car.
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